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| The Old Man
The tears have all been shed now We've said our last goodbyes His soul's been blessed He's laid to rest And it's now I feel alone He was more than just my father My teacher, my best friend And he'll still be heard In the songs we shared When I play them on my own And I never will forget him For he made me what I am Though he may be gone Memories linger on And I miss him, the old man As a child he'd take me walking By mountain, field and stream And he'd show me things Not known to kings A secret between him and me Like the colors on a pheasant As he rises in the dawn Or how to fish or make a wish Beside a fairy tree I thought he'd live forever He seemed so big and strong But the minutes fly And the years roll by For a father and his little one And suddenly when it happened There was so much left unsaid No second chance To tell him thanks For everything he'd done And I never will forget him For he made me what I am Though he may be gone Memories linger on God, I miss him, the old man Artist Is: Roma Downey |
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